Super Special Forces King

Chapter 233 Purgatory

233.

Zhang Feng who rushed out did not stop killing, and the fruit knife in his hand shot out.

The blade's blade reflected the red light of the flame, and it flew into the body of the Japanese, ejecting scarlet blood in the light of the fire.

Surrounded by flames, the wailing wailing gradually depressed, and the screams of life being cut by a knife are mixed together, and the house at this moment has completely turned into purgatory.

Wang Xiaojuan was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall. Her face was still miserable. Just sitting up from the ground made her face beaded with sweat. With breathing, the knife edge on her body was a burst of drama. pain.

She could also feel the scorching air waves across the door. She didn't know Zhang Feng's situation outside, but she had already made up her mind in her heart. As long as the enemy rushed in, she would shoot and kill others!

There are seven bullets in the gun. She will leave six for the enemy, and the last bullet for herself. The enemy can get nothing but her scarred corpse.

She is not sure that she can persist under the inhuman torture on the ground without revealing the secrets in her heart. The only thing she can do is to end her life by herself. If there is no chance of shooting suicide, she will use the poisonous needle in the watch, which will cause neurotoxins. Let yourself lose your life within three seconds. Although the pain of the latter is far better than shooting suicide, there is no choice.

boom!

The door of the room was knocked open from the outside. Wang Xiaojuan pointed the gun at the door with both hands to be excited, but saw that the person rushing in was not the enemy but Zhang Feng.

The finger that was originally on the trigger relaxed, and said anxiously: "Don't worry about me, you go, you must complete this task anyway, even if it is... even if it is I beg you."

She didn't know how such a soft pleading could come out of her own mouth. From ordinary troops to special forces, and then to become a leader in special forces, and finally joined 01, Wang Xiaojuan has never regarded herself as a woman.

She knows that if she regards herself as a woman, her requirements will be lowered, she will never have a chance to beat a man, and she will never have a chance to join 01.

So all the words related to women are always missing in her dictionary, weak? Shy? In her dictionary, there are only hard work, iron and blood, and tenacity. As a woman, only a man who is more than a man can gain a foothold in a male-dominated force and become the best.

Hearing what she said, Zhang Feng's mouth curled up with a smile, but he said nothing.

Meteor striding over, one hand stretched in from the bend of her leg, and the other hand was placed on her back.

With a copy of both hands, he directly hugged Wang Xiaojuan.

"You...you let me down." Wang Xiaojuan's face was a little blushing, even her imperfect face looked very charming. The voice was soft and weak that she had never thought of.

"It doesn't count what you said now." Zhang Feng said coldly, walking quickly to the window, shaking his wrist, and stretching out a fruit knife.

Rushing. The window was shattered by a flying knife.

Although Wang Xiaojuan's body is slender without any fat, it has strong muscles. Although it looks very slender, it weighs about 120 kilograms. At this moment, she is held in Zhang Feng's arms but nothing.

After two quick trots, he ran directly to the window and jumped out.

His gaze just stayed on the black car parked on the street, the window was lowered, and a man with sunglasses looked over without expression.

The eyes of the two people collided, and Zhang Feng's lips moved slightly, but he didn't make any movement. He just secretly said in his heart: "Waiting for I will find you!"

"#%￥……%." The corner of the man's mouth also raised a stern smile, and the moustache on his lips seemed to be full of mockery.

Wang Xiaojuan in her arms understood the Japanese language, and said softly: "He said he would kill you."

"I don't know how many people have said this. I am still alive now, but the person who said this is already dead." Zhang Feng said in a cold voice with disdain.

The man's words were not addressed to Zhang Feng, but to a dozen big men beside the car.

The blade of a samurai sword under the light of the moonlight is even more chilling!

"What should we do?" Wang Xiaojuan asked.

"What should I do? Run, or else I won't die here?" Zhang Feng asked rhetorically, and ran straight to the side.

Hugging Wang Xiaojuan on the road, while a group of Japanese people carrying katana were chasing wildly behind him, the black car followed unhurriedly behind him, and the man's eyes carried a cat-and-mouse smile.

For him, this man and woman are just playthings in his hands. When he is tired of playing with them, it will kill them. There is no difference between killing them and pinching an ant.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and all the pedestrians who saw this scene showed surprise and fear. Those who could make a detour were Sa Yazi running away. The pedestrians who were really unavoidable were all directly holding their heads and kneeling on the ground, cowering. Shrink.

Zhang Feng didn't know how far he ran, he just felt that his arms were getting heavier and heavier, and the muscles of his arms were even hotter, as if they were about to break at any time.

There were tears on her face. Wang Xiaojuan, who was originally light and fluttering, lacked the weight of a mountain at this moment.

Wang Xiaojuan also heard his heavier breathing, and said decisively: "Zhang Feng, you let me down. If this goes on, I will drag you down. Now you let me down and you have a chance to escape!"

"Grass, the stinky lady shut up to Lao Tzu. Mad, Lao Tzu does not have the strength to argue with you now." Zhang Feng yelled.

"You let me down!" Wang Xiaojuan kept struggling, trying to break free from Zhang Feng's arms. She knew that even if Zhang Feng was able to escape with her, her own injury would not have any major force in the next actions, but would continue to drag her down.

"Is your brain sick? Mad, I really want to slap your face to make you sober!" Zhang Feng couldn't help cursing anymore.

The chaser behind him got closer and closer, and the man driving the car behind also shouted a series of words with a sneer in the back.

Although he didn't understand what he said, Zhang Feng frowned in that tone, and asked Wang Xiaojuan, "What did he say?"

"He said let you continue running, he enjoys this process very much." Wang Xiaojuan knew that her struggle would not let Zhang Feng put down, so she also stopped struggling and hooked Zhang Feng's neck with her hands, which could slightly reduce her weight The burden of his arms, this is the only thing she can do now.